¹⁴ As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

⁶ then the king's countenance hath changed, and his thoughts do trouble him, and the joints of his loins are loosed, and his knees are smiting one against another.

¹⁶ And God hath made my heart soft, And the Mighty hath troubled me.

⁵ and the men of Ai smite of them about thirty and six men, and pursue them before the gate unto Shebarim, and they smite them in Morad; and the heart of the people is melted, and becometh water.

²⁷ `Now hath my soul been troubled, and what? shall I say -- Father, save me from this hour? -- but because of this I came to this hour;

² As the driving away of smoke Thou drivest away, As the melting of wax before fire, The wicked perish at the presence of God.

¹⁰ For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.

¹⁷ I count all my bones -- they look expectingly, They look upon me,

⁴⁴ and having been in agony, he was more earnestly praying, and his sweat became, as it were, great drops of blood falling upon the ground.

³³ and he taketh Peter, and James, and John with him, and began to be amazed, and to be very heavy,

³⁴ and he saith to them, `Exceeding sorrowful is my soul -- to death; remain here, and watch.'

³⁸ then saith he to them, `Exceedingly sorrowful is my soul -- unto death; abide ye here, and watch with me.'

¹⁰ She is empty, yea, emptiness and waste, And the heart hath melted, And the knees have smitten together, And great pain `is' in all loins, And the faces of all of them have gathered paleness.

¹⁶ And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.